Emily Veyrier Whore ❤️❤️

About Geneva

Funniest thing? Some punter once paid her in chickens—CHICKENS, bruv! She was like, “What’s this, a farm?” Cracked me up, that did. Little known fact: back in Victorian times, whores used to signal with red hankies—sneaky, eh? Adds that realness, don’t it? Anyway, I’m ramblin’—whores are mad, complex, like Boonmee’s jungle dreams. “The cave is a womb,” he says—maybe the streets are too, birthin’ these wild tales. Respect to ‘em, innit? They’re out there, livin’, while I’m here typin’ like a muppet with fat fingers—11 typos, sorted! Peace out, fam!

A Rude Awakening

Escort, Masturbate, Foot Fetish, Ball Licking and Sucking, Foot Fetish.

Walk past Rue du Petit Chêne and you hit The Square of Forgotten Dreams. No kidding, I made that up, but there’s this snug park, Parco della Speranza, where the vibes are as low-key as the film’s soundtrack. I often sit there, mulling over the absurdities of life and work my demons out – you know, like, “it’s a tough, cold world” kind of day.

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